Raket: Hey you Skibet, what are you doing riding that bug-eyed dinosaur? Are you again seeking out the gossamer-clad ladies to impress? You stop on that, for it is wrong!
(laughter)
Skibet: Hey you Raket be minding your own business or the beast will show you more than its tongue!
R: And where did you get those tights on your legs? They are looking more like they should be on the damsel for they give you girl-legs!
(laughter)
S: I took them off your mom, Raket!
(oohs and aahs)
R: Not too funny, Skibet for you still look like a fool and the damsel is not interested in your big moustache either.
S: You are not one to talk, Raket, for you seem to be riding on a giant spermatozoa spaceship.
(laughter)
R: I too am trying to catch the damsel’s attention. And you know what they say: big sperm, big . . .
S: Big ninny!
R: Now you are talking about the damsel in a not respectful way, though, yes, they are rather impressive.
S: Not the damsel, Skibet, you are the big ninny. (laughter) The damsel will have no interest in you.
R: Let’s ask her—hey you Damsel, which of us will you choose, Raket or Skibet?
Damsel: I am from an Ingmar Bergman film and have nothing but angst inside of me. My lack of outer affect perfectly matches my lack of inner awareness. I might consider the bug-eyed dinosaur, but any attempt at meaningful interaction is futile, as is life.
(oohs and aahs; muttering of “wow, that’s deep”)
(pause)
S: Forget it, Raket, let’s go on a picnic.
R: Good idea, Skibet, for now I am depressed!
(laughter)
VOICEOVER: Will Raket and Skibet ever find the damsel of their dreams? What will they eat on their picnic? Will Bokrug demand the return of his google-eyed pet? Find out next week on “The Raket and Skibet Show!” Thursdays at 9 pm!
@THX 1139—I heard they tried to get Bergman to direct Swedish Willdcats but he turned it down because he felt he couldn’t handle its philosophical depths.
@B.Chic: Good Show, Sir! Another swell episode of Raket and Skibet!
This really does look like someone did too many shrooms, watched Swedish sex farces and 50’s pulp sci-fi movies, and (still high, that explains the lack of decent perspective) painted this.
I wonder if Vance ever saw this, and if so, what he thought.
1. Who is holding the giant ladle or niblick-mashie that the guy in the sky is sitting upon? Is it a very large spoon far away, or a very small, armed creature suspended just over Inga’s head?
2. How does the green beast walk with those elongated toes? It must be like the progress of a man wearing swim-fins.
3. How uncomfortable would that stirrup-panty arrangement be to actually use? Moustache man would lose all his toenails in about twenty minutes.
1. Bonus points for mashie niblick. I’m thinking it’s just above Inga’s head.
2. Is it possible the green beast jumps like a frog? We did have an extended discussion recently about a traveler in this series — probably the same guy — riding a beast what might go BOING across the landscape of Tschai.
All the riding animals on Tschai go BOING. It’s part of it being a Planet of Adventure.
3. In less than 20 min. if my speculation about #2 is true.
This is pretty much the best I can do:
SKIT PÅ STENAR, EPP BUSCH
Fotven, rent golv – bok ett: Epp på ridhästen från Vujun tar på pungar av ljushåriga damer, super, renar sten.
@anon: I’m agog that you managed anything at all. I ran that through Google Translate — which recognized it as Swedish — and you got a few of the images in there quite plainly.
@GSS ex-noob: Sadly, it’s not that amazing.
Anyway, unless I got things horribly wrong with half-forgotten grammar, limited vocabulary and a web dictionary, which is always a distinct possibility (and I’m sure at least A.R.Yngve will let us know), below is what I aimed at. Some things ended up less than ideal, so prepare for disappointment:
SHIT ON STONES, EPP BUSCH (or rocks)
Foot vein, clean floor – book one: Epp on the riding horse from Vujun grabs crotches of light-haired ladies, drinks (booze), cleans stone.
I had plans to include the hovership guy, but the letters refused to cooperate when I had a word for him. The title always limits things, too, because it should somehow connect to the rest and you can’t get much out of it.
There are so many great things in that cover, though, like the moustache, the rider’s full-body pantyhose and his lady-like legs in the high-heels/diaper saddle.
April 25th, 2019 at 9:56 am
Where Bernie Clifton is worshipped as a God!
April 25th, 2019 at 10:37 am
Min Raket Skibet är Skeppsbruten!
April 25th, 2019 at 11:36 am
The rejected dream sequence for Wild Strawberries, when it was called Wild Shrooms.
April 25th, 2019 at 11:37 am
So confusing that I thought the sky was a river with the shooter floating by a capsized dinghy. Now I’m more confused.
April 25th, 2019 at 11:48 am
Editor: This so perfectly captures the otherworldly atmosphere that Jack Vance strives to evoke .
April 25th, 2019 at 11:50 am
“I don’t understand. What is this ‘Wankh’ you are looking for?”
April 25th, 2019 at 12:39 pm
These foreign compact sporty tauntauns make for a poor sleeping bag, but are great at impressing the ladies.
April 25th, 2019 at 12:52 pm
“Hey, her eyes are up there!” Pew! Pew!
April 25th, 2019 at 5:19 pm
As@Bibliomancer reminds me, it’s time for another episode of “The Raket and Skibet Show”!
intro and outro music
Raket: Hey you Skibet, what are you doing riding that bug-eyed dinosaur? Are you again seeking out the gossamer-clad ladies to impress? You stop on that, for it is wrong!
(laughter)
Skibet: Hey you Raket be minding your own business or the beast will show you more than its tongue!
R: And where did you get those tights on your legs? They are looking more like they should be on the damsel for they give you girl-legs!
(laughter)
S: I took them off your mom, Raket!
(oohs and aahs)
R: Not too funny, Skibet for you still look like a fool and the damsel is not interested in your big moustache either.
S: You are not one to talk, Raket, for you seem to be riding on a giant spermatozoa spaceship.
(laughter)
R: I too am trying to catch the damsel’s attention. And you know what they say: big sperm, big . . .
S: Big ninny!
R: Now you are talking about the damsel in a not respectful way, though, yes, they are rather impressive.
S: Not the damsel, Skibet, you are the big ninny. (laughter) The damsel will have no interest in you.
R: Let’s ask her—hey you Damsel, which of us will you choose, Raket or Skibet?
Damsel: I am from an Ingmar Bergman film and have nothing but angst inside of me. My lack of outer affect perfectly matches my lack of inner awareness. I might consider the bug-eyed dinosaur, but any attempt at meaningful interaction is futile, as is life.
(oohs and aahs; muttering of “wow, that’s deep”)
(pause)
S: Forget it, Raket, let’s go on a picnic.
R: Good idea, Skibet, for now I am depressed!
(laughter)
VOICEOVER: Will Raket and Skibet ever find the damsel of their dreams? What will they eat on their picnic? Will Bokrug demand the return of his google-eyed pet? Find out next week on “The Raket and Skibet Show!” Thursdays at 9 pm!
intro and outro music
April 25th, 2019 at 6:39 pm
“Shipwreck on Tschai”? More like “Trainwreck at Lindqvist”.
@B.Chiclitz – GSS!
April 25th, 2019 at 7:06 pm
Ingmar Bergman actress? She looks like she stepped off the set of a different type of Swedish movie.
April 26th, 2019 at 12:33 am
@Ray P: Ah, a fellow Christina Lindberg fan!
April 26th, 2019 at 3:57 am
Fine work, B. Chiclitz!
It does have something of an “interplanetary sex farce” air about it: I wonder if the artist was a fan of Barbarella?
April 26th, 2019 at 4:13 am
@B.Chiclitz: It’s always a good day when there’s Raket and Skibet.
April 26th, 2019 at 2:36 pm
@THX 1139—I heard they tried to get Bergman to direct Swedish Willdcats but he turned it down because he felt he couldn’t handle its philosophical depths.
April 26th, 2019 at 9:39 pm
@B.Chic: Good Show, Sir! Another swell episode of Raket and Skibet!
This really does look like someone did too many shrooms, watched Swedish sex farces and 50’s pulp sci-fi movies, and (still high, that explains the lack of decent perspective) painted this.
I wonder if Vance ever saw this, and if so, what he thought.
April 28th, 2019 at 2:49 am
1. Who is holding the giant ladle or niblick-mashie that the guy in the sky is sitting upon? Is it a very large spoon far away, or a very small, armed creature suspended just over Inga’s head?
2. How does the green beast walk with those elongated toes? It must be like the progress of a man wearing swim-fins.
3. How uncomfortable would that stirrup-panty arrangement be to actually use? Moustache man would lose all his toenails in about twenty minutes.
April 28th, 2019 at 4:27 am
@Ryan:
1. Bonus points for mashie niblick. I’m thinking it’s just above Inga’s head.
2. Is it possible the green beast jumps like a frog? We did have an extended discussion recently about a traveler in this series — probably the same guy — riding a beast what might go BOING across the landscape of Tschai.
All the riding animals on Tschai go BOING. It’s part of it being a Planet of Adventure.
3. In less than 20 min. if my speculation about #2 is true.
April 28th, 2019 at 3:52 pm
@GSS x-N: Was Jack Vance therefore riffing on Spike MIlligan? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szz14WWlo5A
April 29th, 2019 at 7:29 am
@Ryan: in Socialist Sweden, all our rocket cars are super compact! [1] And propelled by highly compressed fruit juice!
[1] I mean, really compact. Clicking to embiggen, I think the guy with a gun would have to remove at least part of his legs to fit.
May 3rd, 2019 at 10:30 pm
The mantis-lizard-fly-frog seems more interested in the damsel than the guy is.
May 3rd, 2019 at 10:43 pm
This is pretty much the best I can do:
SKIT PÅ STENAR, EPP BUSCH
Fotven, rent golv – bok ett: Epp på ridhästen från Vujun tar på pungar av ljushåriga damer, super, renar sten.
May 3rd, 2019 at 11:04 pm
@anon: I’m agog that you managed anything at all. I ran that through Google Translate — which recognized it as Swedish — and you got a few of the images in there quite plainly.
May 4th, 2019 at 4:33 pm
@GSS ex-noob: Sadly, it’s not that amazing.
Anyway, unless I got things horribly wrong with half-forgotten grammar, limited vocabulary and a web dictionary, which is always a distinct possibility (and I’m sure at least A.R.Yngve will let us know), below is what I aimed at. Some things ended up less than ideal, so prepare for disappointment:
SHIT ON STONES, EPP BUSCH (or rocks)
Foot vein, clean floor – book one: Epp on the riding horse from Vujun grabs crotches of light-haired ladies, drinks (booze), cleans stone.
I had plans to include the hovership guy, but the letters refused to cooperate when I had a word for him. The title always limits things, too, because it should somehow connect to the rest and you can’t get much out of it.
There are so many great things in that cover, though, like the moustache, the rider’s full-body pantyhose and his lady-like legs in the high-heels/diaper saddle.
December 13th, 2021 at 9:57 pm
I’ve seen this book once! In a library in Sweden, sometime around 1990.
Even back then I thought it looked incredibly booby – uh, I mean goofy!
December 14th, 2021 at 1:33 am
I don’t see any underpinnings on Inga’s chest, which means that the beasts ain’t the only thing that goes BOING! on this planet.
April 8th, 2022 at 12:51 am
Wow, that’s a bad cover… I am very impressed! GSS!